Bab 23: Chapter 23

Tired, grungy, and hungry, he inserted his key in the lock.

“Yoo hoo! Mr, Weber!” It was Mrs. Wiggins. “You really should leave a spare key with me, dear.”

“Oh?” He made his expression mildly inquiring.

“I could have let your cousin in. He was here earlier, but you must have forgotten to give him a key.”

“How remiss of me.” His smile was tight. “I’d see about correcting that, of course, but I regret to say that Cousin Jack won’t be staying with me any longer.”

“He won’t? I’m so sorry to hear that. Such a well-mannered young man.”

Meaning I’m not? He was tempted to snap at her, but all he wanted was a shower, a drink, and dinner, and in any order in which they were available.

“Yes, well, he changed his plans.”

“That wasn’t the impression I got.”

“Excuse me?” Was the witch being arch?